OUR LOVE

BONUS (FINAL PART)

The rain lightly pattered against the windows as we made our way home. Adhvik had insisted that I ride with him and he had already sent both our PA home from the party.

"You look ravishing tonight," he murmured, his voice laced with admiration. I couldn't help but laugh softly, amused by his sudden compliment.

The streets were nearly deserted at this hour, with only a few scattered lights illuminating our path. It was just past 2 a.m.

I leaned closer to him, my lips brushing against his ear as I whispered, "You look absolutely fuckable in that black coat."

His reaction was instant, his eyes widened in surprise, and I could see the shift in his expression as his pupils darkened with desire.

His grip tightened on the steering wheel as he abruptly changed course, steering the car off the main road and onto a less-traveled path. The sudden shift startled me.

"Adhvik, where are we going? This isn't the way to our home," I asked, my voice tinged with confusion.

He glanced at me, a wicked smirk curling on his lips. "I’m taking you somewhere special. I plan to fuck you right here, in the middle of the woods. I want to hear you shout my name, loud and clear."

His words, laced with a thrilling promise, sent a rush of excitement through me. The tension in the car was palpable, a mix of anticipation and desire as he drove deeper into the secluded darkness.

He brought the car to a sudden halt, the engine’s rumble fading into the serene sounds of the night. As I looked around, I saw we were enveloped by dense trees, their silhouettes casting shadows in the dim light of the car’s headlights. The forest seemed to stretch endlessly, with only the narrow path we had traveled visible through the canopy of leaves.

The car was now nestled in the heart of this secluded woodland, isolated and surrounded by a quiet stillness. The only sounds were the gentle rustling of the leaves and the distant murmur of the rain. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation, as if the night itself was holding its breath.

He swiftly unbuckled his seatbelt and moved toward me, his presence commanding and intense. As he hovered above me, the space between us seemed to electrify with anticipation. His brown eyes, deep and intense, locked onto mine with an undeniable pull, making me catch my breath sharply.

The world outside the car seemed to vanish, leaving just the two of us in this charged moment.

He leaned in, his breath warm against my skin as he whispered, “Ready to shout my name, wifey, while I fuck you mercilessly?” His fingers began to tease the edge of my saree, his touch igniting a spark of desire.

Slowly and deliberately, his hands worked to unwrap the fabric from around me, each movement heightening the anticipation. As the saree fell away, it left me clad only in my blouse and petticoat.

The sensation of the cool air against my exposed skin intensified the thrill, and his gaze, full of hungry intent, never wavered from me.

His lips crashed against mine with a fierce, insatiable hunger, as if he were savoring his last meal in the earth.

His kiss was all consuming, demanding, and intense. As his mouth ravished mine, his hands eagerly explored my body, gripping my breasts and pressing them firmly.

The pressure of his touch elicited soft, involuntary moans from me. Seizing the moment, his tongue danced skillfully against mine, exploring and teasing with a precision that drove me wild. Each flick and caress sent shivers through me, making the kiss feel both desperate and exhilarating.